Snapshot of My Life By Parker Brock

Snapshot of My Life


This picture will stay in my mine for a long time. It was when me, my dad, my uncle, and my cousin went to Wyoming for a fishing trip. We had left on a cool and beautiful Monday morning. The air was clear and the skies were clear. So we set off to where we were heading.
The ride was fast and it was a beautiful drive until we reach the boarder and then a bad thunderstorm hit. The storm was so amazing as the lightning hit the lake. Then the thunder would role across the sky. The storm lasted about two hours. The land looked so clean after the storm. And the scenery was beautiful.

We stop at a gas station to get some gas and get something to eat. Once the tank was full we set off again into the mountain ranges to get to where we were going. We saw all kinds of birds and the deer were everywhere. We had to of seen at least 1,000 deer. And we saw a few elk and moose.

When we got into Jackson Hole we stopped and got some food from DQ. They had some good chili dogs. Back to the story. When we were done eating we headed for our camp. We got to our camp and it was real nice. We set up our tent trailer and went back to Jackson Hole. We were there until 11 p.m. And before we left we had some pizza from the only pizza shop.

So this story doesn’t take so long I will skip to the trip home from our trip. This was probably the best part of the trip. The rain was falling again and the road looked like it went on forever and it never would come to an end. We stopped for food about every three hours. And every time we stopped we got Taco Time. And that is because it is really good.

My dad and my uncle talked about how stocks were doing and me and my cousin were talking about our scout camps we had to leave for the next day. After a while we got tired of talking and fell asleep. When I woke up we at our house and we began to unload all our gear. Then me and my dad were talking and that’s when my mom took the picture. And that’s how the picture became a snapshot in my life.